1) I agree that whenever I have my iPhone on my person, I will never be fully mentally present. If I am at work, I will be thinking about my iPhone. If I am with my wife, I will be thinking about my iPhone. If I am awake and near my iPhone, I will be thinking about my iPhone.

This may be the blog turf of Time TV critic James Ponzionsoinzweik, but I had to bring it up. ABC’s Life on Mars just aired its series finale. And when my friend’s mom told him what the show’s twist ending was, and he told me, I had to see it for myself. Now, I never watched the American version of the program, but I would argue …

Every year, it’s an ordeal. Some gung-ho sports fan in the office hands out that Xeroxed NCAA tournament bracket. I stare, mystified, at the meaningless grid of confusion. But I do it. I fill it out. Why does picking random winners and losers in sports matchups I know zero about and will never watch take so damn long?

I’m at a loss to explain why I’m still playing iShoot. I play it at home. I play it on the subway. I played it in between the last sentence and this one. I have played it while in the same room as a perfectly available PS3. How does that make sense?

iShoot is a turn-based tank combat game for the iPhone. It’s incredibly crude: you …

The full cast of Star Trek: The Next Generation was on Family Guy last night. (Also apparently Meg gets religion.) I didn’t see it then. But I’m watching it right now. So can you! Because it’s on Hulu.

(Here at Time we’ve invented a new kind of blog where you can’t embed Hulu videos. So a link is all you get.)

I never read Enid Blyton when I was a kid. That is because I grew up in a country called “America.” But apparently she’s a big deal in other parts of the English-speaking universe — last year in a UK poll she was voted the most beloved author of all time.

Now, I’ve eaten marmite, so I know that English people have a sick sense of …